Five Years Later
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Because of a hormonal problem, my wife Sarah had stopped growing when she was only twelve. At seventeen, she was 70 pounds and four foot five, with cute little "A" cup breasts. The doctor told us she could never get pregnant, but was otherwise healthy. We were both overjoyed to learn she would rarely have periods, only once or twice a year. I reassured her that we could adopt if we wanted, and I was very happy with her looks and size.
We held hands as we slowly walked around the huge store on our usual Thursday morning grocery shopping trip. If you haven't been at a 24-hour big box store late at night or very early in the morning, try it. On a Sunday afternoon, the store probably has a thousand customers, elbow to elbow, with check-out lines that start and end in different zip codes. At four am on a Thursday, it's more like five customers who barely see each other.
As we walked past the children's clothing section, Sarah said, "Wait, that looks familiar." She pointed to a pink onesie meant for preschoolers. "I remember you putting one of those on me a long, long time ago."
I laughed. "You were three, but you make it sound like a century."
She lowered her voice and looked very bashful. "You saw me naked?"
I put a hand on her butt and whispered back, "And I saw you naked an hour ago. Doggystyle was fun, right? I saw you naked when I changed your diapers, too."
She looked very ashamed. "But ... but I was a baby! I didn't know anything about sex!"
"Then it's good we didn't have sex when you were a baby." I giggled.
"But ... but ..."
I joked, "Would it be better if I put diapers on you today?"
She looked nervous and uncertain. She copied a mannerism from her mother, putting a finger in the corner of her mouth. She had a cigarette less than an hour before, so I knew the finger meant she was horny.
I was surprised and curious when she said, "Uh ... if you want to, I guess that might be hot."
"And maybe we should get baby a rattle, and a binky, and a baby bonnet?"
"Um, those ... might be fun."
I whispered, "Does my naughty little baby want to screw her daddy after he changes her dirty diaper?"
I saw her touch the front of her jeans a moment. "Mmm! Please?"
When we got to the diaper aisle, she thought the smallest adult diapers might be too big, so she got the largest child size they had instead. They had toy animals printed on them. She got a naughty look on her face as she stared at the display of pacifiers. She quietly asked me, "Do they have any shaped like a dick?"
I smiled and squeezed her butt, saying, "That's at a different kind of store."
We walked to the checkouts at the front with our usual groceries, plus a third of a cart of baby items.
I glanced at the cashier and saw her pretty face and large breasts. I also noticed the brunette's height, nearly as tall as I was. Her chin was even with the top of Sarah's head.
To prevent any jealousy or anger from Sarah if she noticed me looking at the girl, I turned my head and pretended to be fascinated with a stack of cereal boxes.
As Sarah started to unload the cart, the young lady noticed her wedding ring and asked, "Nice ring! Is it real?"
"If it isn't, my husband's in big trouble!"
"So, you two are married! Wow! You only look 12 or 13!"
"I turned 17 last month."
"Cool. The blue sapphires on your necklace really match your eyes. Pretty!"
I turned back and saw the cashier wore a nametag "Lindsey" next to a 'rainbow' pin on her apron. I wondered if she was a lesbian, and flirting with my wife.
"And your hair is so curly! I wish I knew how to curl it that well. I could never get my ex-girlfriend's that nice."
She mentioned an ex, while complimenting her. Yup, flirting.
I started unloading the heavier items from the cart, as Sarah slowly moved cans to the conveyor belt one at a time. She touched the corner of her mouth a moment.
She whispered to me that she needed more cigarettes, and I asked Lindsey to get two cartons for us.
She told Sarah, "It really sucks that you have to be 18 to buy them now. It was such a pain having friends get them for me until my birthday last week. I couldn't work night shift until then either."
Sarah said, "I can't wait until I can buy cigarettes myself, and he can take me to fun places I can't go yet. Dance clubs, and the 'Naughty Store' down the street."
Lindsey giggled and agreed as she rang up the diapers. I saw her cheeks turning pink as she said, "Yeah, that'll be cool for you. The first time I went in there, I was so embarrassed looking at the porn and dildos. When an old man walked in and looked at me, I ran out. My friends teased me so bad!"
The three of us shared a chuckle.
"The extra dollar an hour I get working nights will help, but I think I'll need another job to afford my own place. My ex wants me to move out by Monday. I can babysit. Since he's such a hunk, and you're so pretty, I bet your baby is super cute. Do you have a boy or girl?"
It was our turn to blush. Sarah swallowed hard and told her, "Um, we don't have one yet. The stuff is uh ... for my cousin."
"Well, if your cousin needs a babysitter, give me a call. Here's my number ..."
We walked out to our SUV and started loading in the groceries. Sarah said, "Whew, that girl was hot for you! And just plain hot!"
I told her, "You were the one she was flirting with. She said you were cute or pretty a bunch of times."
She lit a cigarette and took a big puff. "I saw her lick her lips and stare at your butt when we walked out. She likes you a lot too."
She took several more puffs as I finished loading the groceries. "Um, do you think ... ah ..."
I asked, "You want to know if you can go on a date with her?"
"Um, no, ah ... would YOU date her, with me in your lap?"
I kissed her lips and hugged her. "I think that might be fun."
As I began to drive off, Sarah said, "There she is. Over there."
I saw Lindsey walk out a side door and light a cigarette. I drove over near her. I parked, and we talked with her awhile. We agreed to pick her up when her shift ended at 6, so she could have breakfast with us and see the room we could rent her.
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The girls sat at the kitchen table, smoking and chatting, as I made pancakes, bacon, and eggs. With the frying noises I couldn't hear much, but they laughed a lot and whispered to each other often.
When we finished eating, Sarah licked the bacon grease off her fingers, as Lindsey and I stared and blushed. Sarah said, "Bacon is good, but I like sausage better. I'm in the mood for some of his yummy sausage gravy. You can share with me, if you want?"
Lindsey turned beet red. "Uh, I ..."
Sarah looked in her eyes, then held hands with us as she led us to our bed. "Don't be nervous. He wants to screw your brains out, and so do I."
"I ... I like you both a lot, but I've only dated girls. I don't know what to do for guys."
I smiled and looked in her dark brown eyes. "Sarah knows. Just kiss us and do what she does."
Lindsey and I French kissed as Sarah took her clothes off, then started removing ours.
Lindsey showed her intelligence by asking, "If the diapers and other baby things are for your cousin, why did you put them in the bedroom? Wouldn't you just leave them in the car, or by the door?"
Sarah nervously said, "Don't be weirded out. We were talking about how he used to take care of me a long time ago, when I was a baby. I thought it might be fun to pretend ..."
Lindsey liked the idea. "You're so little. I think you'd be a really cute baby."
Sarah licked Lindsey's lips and asked, "Will my new Mommy give me milk, while Daddy screws us?"
She said, "Oooh! I don't have milk, but I'd like you to try, baby." She put a nipple to Sarah's lips and squeezed her little butt.
As I climbed on top of her, Lindsey said, "Please don't be upset. I'm a virgin."
I asked, "Why would I be upset? That's GREAT!"
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My little wife Sarah became Lindsey and I's 'baby', and we were her 'Mommy and Daddy'. We had a very sexy and happy new family. After several months, Lindsey decided she wanted to have a real baby with me. Sarah and I liked the idea. Lindsey wanted Sarah and I to divorce so I could marry her and wanted us to adopt Sarah after the wedding. The three of us agreed, we would become a family legally. By the time we made all the wedding arrangements, Lindsey had great news, she was pregnant with twin boys!
As the crowd was gathering before the wedding, I noticed a face that looked familiar, but I couldn't quite remember where I'd seen her before. After the wedding, we had a great meal at the reception. Lindsey introduced me to the mystery woman.
"Kurt, this is my mother, Kelly."
Kelly said, "Let's go over there. I'd like to get to know my new son-in-law."
I nodded, "Okay."
I was shocked as Kelly asked, "Kurt Jones? It's a very common name, but I have a brother Kurt Jones that I haven't seen in nearly twenty years."
I really, really didn't want to know, but had to ask, "Were your parents Michael and Sally? I have a sister Kelly I haven't seen in that long. She was two years older than me, so she'd be ..."
Kelly said, "38. I'm 38." She dug in her purse and pulled out a picture from when we were kids. SHE WAS MY SISTER! I HAD MARRIED MY NEICE! MY NEICE WAS PREGNANT WITH MY BABIES! I suddenly felt nauseous.
Kelly dropped the picture and ran to the bathroom crying. When she returned, I quietly said to her, "You can't tell anybody! Please! I love her, and the news would destroy her!"
She thought quite a while and said, "I don't want to hurt her either, but you can't have any more babies with her. Promise me?"
"I promise. I swear! Anything to keep her from knowing. She'd hate me and hate herself. I love her. I really do."
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A few months later I got home from a meeting and found a huge surprise in the bedroom. Sarah was laying on her back and my sister Kelly was licking her pussy!
I was suddenly jealous and angry. I yelled, "WHAT THE HELL?"
Sarah looked up at me, trying to look innocent. She said, "Lindsey's Mom Kelly needs a place to stay. She offered to have sex with you and me if we let her live here. I thought you'd be happy. She's old, but still kinda hot. And her mouth ... just ... WOW!
Kelly turned around and looked in my eyes as she held a finger in front of her lips.
I swallowed and asked, "Both of us?"
Sarah smiled her sweet smile. "Both of us. She even said you could do her butt any time you want. She loves anal like I do. Lindsey doesn't want to do anything with her Mom, that would be gross. But she said watching might be hot. I hope you're not mad? Can Kelly stay?"
I saw Kelly hold the finger in front of her mouth again, and nod slightly.
Lindsey walked in the door and hugged me from behind. She asked, "Can Mom stay with us? Please? She'll give you blowjobs and sex."
Since I didn't really have a choice, I kissed my sister on the lips. "Welcome to the family!"
I guessed I might have done the same if I had a choice. Maybe. After I pumped a load of sperm into my sister's asshole as she ate Sarah's pussy, I knew I would have done anything to have her with us.
One night a few weeks later, Kelly wanted some sex, but Lindsey and Sarah had already worn me out. She whispered in my ear, "Do you remember the week before I left home, when I took pity on my nerdy little brother and let him screw me the first time?"
I blushed in shame. "Yeah."
"For the first twenty or so times. Three or four times a day, all that week?"
I kissed her. "Yeah. That was great. Thanks again." I felt a stirring in my groin.
"I know you can do math well. For sex about 20 times, we only used a dozen condoms. Lindsey was born nine months later, and I wasn't with any other guys."
Lindsey's babies would be my children, AND MY GRANDCHILDREN! My wife wasn't my niece, she was my DAUGHTER! I had married my daughter-niece!
As I realized the shocking truth, I felt a little sick but tremendously aroused. I quickly reached full erection. I grabbed Kelly's butt and told her, "Bend over for your brother; you filthy, wonderful slut! I want to make Lindsey a brother or sister."
I was shocked to hear Sarah ask, "What?"
I thought quickly and said, "Kelly thinks it's hot to imagine I'm her brother."
The pretty little blonde shrugged. "Whatever pushes your buttons, but that's kind of weird."
Kelly asked, "And pissing and shitting in a diaper, then blowing the guy who changes you isn't weird?"
Sarah laughed. "Touche! If it makes you happy, go ahead and pretend. I'd really like three or four kids. I hope you really want more babies too?"
I smiled, "At least one more. Right ... sister?"
Kelly smirked. "Maybe two? Brother?"
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